I am thinking of her an Penelope. So I guess its official. Her name is Penelope but I will call her Penny.
This is her song. It's by Great Big Sea. I like the last verses. They make me think of shelter buns and buns in poor conditions who never get a chance at a better life.
Penelope
Released January 2002
(written by Chris Hynes)
Penelope works in the market
Down in the coconut trees
Sheâs saving up all her money
To go to America across the sea
She once had an uncle
He lived in Detroit town
They got all his post cards
But his body has never been found
To this day
To this day
She got a job as a domestic
Workinâ for the minimum wage
All her friends back home in Jamaica
They say, âYou really got it made in the shadeâ
But they donât see her sweat and grind
And her bended on her knees
She wishes she was back in Jamaica
Beneath the coconut trees
Chorus
Everyday, Everyday
Everyday, Everyday
Solo
Chorus
Penelopeâs back in the market
She found what it was all about
Oh no, she doesnât regret it
Sheâs just glad that she got out
But others arenât so lucky
Theyâre there till the day they die
Trapped in steel and concrete
No beach No moon No sky